The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 445

Evanthe enjoyed a peaceful nap in the guest room after having a nice meal. While she was enjoying her comfortable sleep, the palace of the King of Agartha was busy with various visitors - the different clan members who wished to seek an audience with the Queen of Witches.

Draven had to drive them away, saying she was tired due to the long journey back to Agartha and would be visiting others once she wished to.

After a few hours when she woke up, she felt refreshed. 'Coming back to Agartha, the air here sure is magical; I had a good sleep after so long.'

When she stepped out of her room, Erlos arrived immediately. Evanthe was taken aback. "What are you doing here?"

He smiled at the woman. "Sire asked me to take care of anything Your Eminence needs so that…" he stopped, thinking he was going to say something he should not.

She raised a brow. "Care to finish?"

He cleared his throat awkwardly. "So that you won't trouble him with anything."

She scoffed. "That annoying Dragon. Just because he got a mate, he doesn't want to be troubled by his friends. Let Morph wake up, and I will see how he dares act this way."

"Where is he?" she asked, her senses visibly blocked by Draven to prevent her from tracking his presence.

"Sire is in the study," he answered.

"Bring my friend to his study if she is free," Evanthe spoke and disappeared from her place.

She appeared outside the King's study and pushed open the door using her power, which she used more than required, causing quite a stir inside the study. The shelves shook violently, causing the books and some things to scatter here and there.

The servants around were startled, but they didn't dare say a word, knowing it was the Queen of Witches.

Draven, sitting behind his chair, seemed unfazed and continued his work as he said, "You are only increasing work for Erlos."

"You seem to be torturing that child all these years. No wonder he sided with me so easily," she said as she walked inside the study.

"Everyone needs a change. He is looking for some fun."

"When one's master is a baggage of boredom, what can a poor servant even do?" she commented and sat in the chair, "Where is your mate? I believe you want me to meet her."

"She is eager to meet you as well," he responded, "Not sure who had portrayed the wrong image of you in her mind."

She scoffed, understanding the meaning, "Even your mate knows who is the person worth meeting. Though you are a dumb Dragon, your mate seems smarter."

"Once she meets you, she will know the truth," Draven countered.

They watched Erlos bringing Sierra inside the study. Sierra bowed to him and sat in the chair at Draven's gesture.

"Erlos, summon Ember here," Draven instructed.